Ashley looked back at the backseat, catching Primo and Elliot. Elliot was happily chatting with Primo, already planning their "slumber" party, while Primo glanced at his mother.
She smiled at him and nodded, peeling her eyes from them to the person in the driver’s seat.
"I —" she cleared her throat as her voice came out coarse. "I didn’t know you were a cop."
Julius raised his brows and chuckled. "Ah. Haha. It doesn’t look like it, huh?"
She smiled and bit her tongue. "It doesn’t," she quipped. "I thought you and Raka went to the same school."
"We did, but I changed my mind and joined the police academy," he explained. "He and my wife were classmates in a few classes. She’s a forensic scientist."
"Yeah, I heard," she nodded. "I didn’t see that at all."
Julius chuckled, keeping his eyes on the road. As for Ashley, she sat in her seat and relaxed her entire body. If Julius were in a different division, she wouldn’t be too cautious. But if it were Interpol, she needed to be a lot more careful.
"Anyway, if you need any help, let me know," he offered after a moment of silence. "I don’t know if I can do much with your situation, but if there’s anything I could help you with, I’ll do my best."
Ashley turned to him, her lips pursed into a thin line. "Why?"
"Hmm?"
"I’m sorry." Ashley cleared her throat. "But you barely know our family. So, even when I appreciate your offer, I can’t help but wonder why you are doing more for people you barely know."
He chuckled, giving her a quick side-eye. "Because it’s my job."
Julius set his eyes ahead, smiling.
"The people I help are also people I barely know. And although your situation and their situation are different, I just can’t help it," he explained, keeping it simple. "I’m sorry if that came across differently or as insulting, even."
"Not at all." She shook her head. "I’m just curious, but I’m not saying it’s bad."
He chuckled. "I’m glad to hear."
"Thank you," she expressed with a nod, looking ahead. "But you shouldn’t give out your offers so easily. I might just use it in the future, and you’d better not go back on your word."
"Haha! Don’t worry about it. I don’t go back on my word."
Ashley and even Primo turned to the driver’s seat, their eyes gleaming like predators in the middle of the woods.
Julius raised his brows and instinctively glanced at the rearview mirror, only to see Primo already looking at Elliot. When he glanced at Ashley, she was already smiling.
Did I just imagine that? he wondered. For a second, I thought I said something I’d regret.
He shook his head and didn’t think much about it. Julius refocused on driving in the neighborhood. She had told him to drop them off somewhere.
"Tomorrow is the last day of the event," Ashley hummed after a second, cautiously glancing at him. "Are you going there tomorrow?"
"Hmm?"


I may be just anxious or hyper-aware of the effects Lucian’s situation has on the underground and these guys, but I wouldn’t be surprised.
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